C55 (1/2)

Lan Shi Ling, who had regained her breath, was like a drowning person, opening her small mouth and breathing with all her might. The smell of him rushing through her nose and the ambiguous smell in the room made her feel as if she had lost her mind, even though she had regained her oxygen.

”Argh!” Immediately afterwards, Leng Xiao's hand mercilessly tore open the bathrobe, even causing a red line to appear on her neck.

The bathrobe had been thrown under the bed and it had landed on the high-grade Italian furry carpet. It was lying lazily on the floor.

Lan Shi Ling opened her blurry eyes and looked at Leng Xiao, who was standing there motionlessly. Just as she was about to extend her hand to push him away, she did not expect that the moment her soft and weak hand touched his muscular body, she immediately retracted her hand out of fear due to the scorching heat.

At this time, the man stopped her hand and pulled it up to his neck. Leaning over, he kissed Lan Shi Ling's soft skin as fine as rain, leaving a deep imprint on every part of her body. In the dark room, under the gentle light, it seemed even more alluring.

Lan Shi Ling bit her lips. She tried so hard to restrain the moan that was about to spill out from her mouth. She even bit her red lips until they turned white, trying her best to restrain it.

Leng Xiao's gaze was fixated on Lan Shi Ling's face. Upon seeing this, his gaze darkened, and the chilliness on his face became slightly colder. An evil, cold smile appeared in his eyes as he bent over, and fiercely bit her delicate skin.

”Ah, pain!” Lan Shiling cried out in pain. She raised her head and looked at the man's eyes, which were filled with tears from the pain.

”You know, I didn't spend money on a dead fish.” As he spoke, he bent down and sucked back and forth on her smooth skin, branding one mark after another, swearing his sovereignty.

Leng Ying pushed her thigh away and lowered his waist. Regardless of whether or not Lan Shi Ling could accept him, he buried himself deep within her body.

Her unprepared body caused her to feel waves of pain. She had a handsome face.

However, the man on her didn't have the slightest intention of stopping. He recklessly charged into her body, not caring about whether or not Lan Shi Ling could withstand it.

After she had completely adapted to his existence, he charged forward without restraint, the whole room was filled with the vague sounds of slapping. The smell of love filled every inch of the room, giving off a suffocating charm, causing the temperature of the room to rise involuntarily.

In the morning, the warm sunlight shone through the layers of curtains and onto the soft quilt. The room was still exuding the ambiguous atmosphere of the past.

Cold Owl leaned against the headboard, the gentle sunlight hitting him, his entire person exuding a lazy and sexy aura. Lowering his eyes to look at the person sleeping in his arms, the pure white snow-white shoulders was revealed from within the black-and-white patterned blanket, giving off a somewhat cute and seductive aura. On his white and smooth skin, there were many purple-green imprints left behind by their lovemaking, showing the craziness of last night.

Her entire body was like a docile little kitten as she coquettishly leaned on his body. The redness and swelling on her delicate face had obviously receded a lot, and her rosy skin was exuding a seductive aura, unconsciously revealing a seductive aura.

She slowly opened her eyes and met Leng Xiao's cold eyes. Lan Shi Ling frowned and propped herself up, pulling the blanket over her, covering her bare upper body, and her lowered eyes and face, effectively hiding her emotions. She did not reveal the emotions in her eyes, but quietly picked up the towel on the bed and put it on.

Lan Shi Ling had changed her clothes and walked out of the room. However, just as she was about to open the door, the man suddenly reached out his hand and viciously pulled Lan Shi Ling, who had just walked out of the room, against the wall. Angry: ”Lan Shi Ling, don't forget, are you showing me your face right now? ”Who was it last night?”

Before she could finish her words, Lan Shiling had already pushed Leng Xiao away. She stubbornly lifted her delicate chin and glared at Leng Xiao. She knew what he wanted to say. Those words would tear apart her dignity.